Adorable disciples attack: Master, what?

Chapter 627 The Backlash of Bean Sprouts (4)

The more mysterious the master, the more curious Bean Sprouts became.

Who is this master?
"The lord has such an identity? Can he control the arrival of the divine light when he ascends?"

"The lord can naturally control the arrival of the ascension's divine light, but he..."

When Mu Feng finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he was being led by the nose by Bean Sprout, so he quickly shut up.

It's okay, it's okay, I woke up in time.

He had sworn that he would never reveal the identity of the Lord, otherwise he would be wiped out.

"What is it?" Bean Sprout looked at Mu Fengluo expectantly.

Although she had already guessed that it was impossible for Mu Fengluo to tell him anything about the Lord, Douya was still a little bit unwilling to give up.

Looking at Bean Sprout's pale, embarrassed but still perfect cheeks, Mu Fengluo felt even more angry.

Angry about the injustice of heaven, angry about the differences between people.

Why should he be used as a chess piece, and bean sprouts are pig's feet?
Mu Fengluo grabbed Bean Sprout's neck again, and his sinister face looked a little ferocious.

"How dare you plot against me."

"I didn't calculate you, it's just that you are too stupid."

Bean Sprout knew that he couldn't beat Mu Fengluo, but he refused to suffer, so he started to regain his position without any scruples.

"How dare you call me stupid, I think you are impatient."

"I'm just telling the truth. You're already a mid-sixth-level person, but you're still in this human world. You're really useless."

"For people like you, you're really wasting air while you're alive, and wasting land when you're dead. I think you might as well blow yourself up and disappear from this world. It's also a good deed. What do you think of my proposal?"

The more Douya talked, the more ugly Mu Fengluo's face became.

"What a sharp mouth, but I don't know if you can still be so arrogant later."

As Mu Fengluo said, the hand holding Douya became tighter and tighter, and at the same time, a force of lightning rushed from Mu Fengluo's body to Douya's body.

"what--"

The power of thunder and lightning unscrupulously shuttled through the meridians of bean sprouts, destroying them.

Bean Sprout only felt that the meridians all over his body were in unbearable pain as if they were about to be exploded, and he also felt the pain and numbness of being struck by lightning.

At this moment, Bean Sprout's mind was clear, and she could clearly feel the pain from her body.

The power of her gods and demons is constantly being lost, her meridians begin to shrink, and the power of gods and demons in her dantian is constantly replenished, but it still doesn't help.

Mu Fengluo enjoyed the pleasure of absorbing the power of gods and demons, and laughed heartily.

"The power of gods and demons is too strong—power—my power—"

With the loss of Bean Sprout's magical power, her skin began to age, and the black hair on her head gradually turned white from the top of her head, little by little... just like her life.

Mu Fengluo's pupils turned red blood, he was no longer satisfied with absorbing the power of gods and demons, he wanted more...

Mu Fengluo opened his mouth, and bit down on Bean Sprout's wrist, where the main artery happened to be.

At the back, the bean sprouts were already numb.

She felt no pain, no loss of life.

She was very tired and wanted to close her eyes and have a good sleep.

But she was not reconciled.

She understands that as long as she closes her eyes, what she faces is death.

Bean Sprout didn't want to die, she still had a lot of things to do, and she still had a lot of promises to fulfill.

(End of this chapter)